Hot Take: Postwar (and Post Seamus Finnegan), Hogwarts No Longer Trusts First- Or Second-year Students

Hot take: postwar (and post Seamus Finnegan), Hogwarts no longer trusts first- or second-year students with open flame. No more cauldrons in Potions; instead, they use modified slow cookers.

Burn accidents decrease. Snape fumes silently from his portrait in the corner of the Potions classroom. All is well.

Harry would've been DELIGHTED to see Malfoy, don't even trip. He's always excited to see him, always keeping an eye on him across the room, always thinking his hair is all shiny and posh

PEAK winter coziness

huddle for warmth (december 3)

(see all works for my 25 Days of Harry and Draco on tumblr here and Ao3 here! ❤️)

I'm very much here for sexy bones, thanks ever so

A Bouquet of Bones

“I think they’re dead.”

“You think? Potter, it’s a pile of bones, a veritable skeleton, and you only think they’re dead.” Draco scoffs, and runs his hands through his hair, tousling it exactly how Harry likes. “Thank goodness the ‘Chosen One’ is on the case. I, for one, feel much safer—”

Harry sighs, deciding how far to push his luck. “Well, first I need to confirm that they’re actually human bones.”

“Oh, I—“

Harry advances on Draco, a flush rising up his pale neck as he takes several steps back. “You see, the last four times you’ve called…they’ve actually been flowers transfigured to look like bones.”

“Th-the thing is—“ Draco stammers, back hitting the door.

Harry presses his body flush against Draco’s and brackets Draco trembling shoulders with his forearms. “The thing is you’re a shit flirt.”

“How dare—” Draco murmurs, “I’ve never…”

“I’ll pick you up at seven tomorrow,” Harry whispers against the shell of Draco’s ear, smiling when Draco gasps softly.

“That’s not…I mean to say—“

“See you tomorrow.” Harry presses a chaste kiss against Draco’s pink lips. “Bring real flowers this time.”

For the @drarrymicrofic prompt: skeletons. Thank you to @written-in-ash for the lovely beta work. My best guess is ‘bones but make it sexy?’ I’m slowly losing it, friends.

Previous microfics. 

Headcanon that this is Ginny and Luna at a friend's Halloween party. Things got a bit out of hand, but only in the best way

muggle style date 💛